Thank you for the advice, j-dub and Freetahtah! I'm on day four and things are greatly improved. Still there, which is scary, but really diminished thanks to some medicated ear foam meds and ibuprofen. It's been exhausting but looking up.

This is very minor in the grand scheme of things, but I can't shake a feeling of being annoyed...

I took three weeks of medical leave because my recovery was going very slowly. I'm now back at work part time. A coworker who works in a different office came in and said hi to me then told me I need to take care of my health because health is all you've got.

It was meant in a kind way (she is a very sweet woman) but, ugh! I KNOW I have to take care of my health! I eat very well. I exercise. I sleep 7-9 hours a night. I take my vitamins. I wear sunscreen. And yet I STILL GOT SICK. Because bodies are imperfect and at times impervious to even our best efforts.

_________________"I'd rather have dried catshit! I'd rather have astroturf! I'd rather have an igloo!"~Isa

"But really, anyone willing to dangle their baby in front of a crocodile is A-OK in my book."~SSD

I got dumped. Kind of out of the blue. Then had to deal with a too-drunk roommate on top of being sad enough to cry.

I'm so sorry, missdelaney...

_________________A whole lot of access and privilege goes into being sanctimonious pricks J-DubDessert is currently a big bowl of sanctimonious, passive aggressive vegan enduced boak. FezzaYou people are way less funny than Pandacookie. Sucks to be you.-interrobang?!

That sucks, missdelaney. Breakups are never fun. If i possessed the ability to control magic i would totally be casting a happy "everything will be okay" spell in your direction. Since i can't i will just be sending some good vibes your way, which might not be much but it is better than nothing.The worst thing about my day was waking up from a dream that involved saving a a puppy with my dog, Ringo, only to remember that Ringo is dead and i will never see him again. I know i should be grateful for the time i had with him but that doesn't make it hurt any less.The second worst thing was that for some reason i thought my class started at 12:00 instead of 11:00, and i didn't even realize it until i walked in fifty minutes late in the middle of the lecture. My professor didn't really care, but i *hate* being late for class so much that it ruined what little possibilities of happiness i had today.Oh well. I am off to make some salted caramel skillet cookie pie and drown my sadness in chocolate. Horray!

_________________lack toast intolerant: intolerant of not having toast

Pouring another hour and a half into a problem that I've already spent several hours working on and making absolutely no genuine progress. If I'd known I wasn't going to get anywhere, I'd have stopped an hour and a half ago, before my eye strain kicked in, so I could still do something using my eyes to relax afterwards.

Pouring another hour and a half into a problem that I've already spent several hours working on and making absolutely no genuine progress. If I'd known I wasn't going to get anywhere, I'd have stopped an hour and a half ago, before my eye strain kicked in, so I could still do something using my eyes to relax afterwards.

I did this in grad school more than once.

_________________A whole lot of access and privilege goes into being sanctimonious pricks J-DubDessert is currently a big bowl of sanctimonious, passive aggressive vegan enduced boak. FezzaYou people are way less funny than Pandacookie. Sucks to be you.-interrobang?!

People who live near me with small, barky dog - do not let your dog out to bark at 6 am. It makes my big dogs bark and that it is a whole other thing.

_________________A whole lot of access and privilege goes into being sanctimonious pricks J-DubDessert is currently a big bowl of sanctimonious, passive aggressive vegan enduced boak. FezzaYou people are way less funny than Pandacookie. Sucks to be you.-interrobang?!

I got an email this morning letting me know that the "gluten-free" cookies I made for a retreat this weekend, and fed to people who are gluten-free, actually weren't gluten-free. I had no idea that spelt flour wasn't actually gluten-free. I don't think anybody actually got sick from the cookies, but I know they could have and I feel like the biggest crasshole ever right now. I emailed as many of the people who were there as I could to apologize, but that doesn't really make it okay. I could have seriously harmed somebody by giving them cookies that weren't gluten-free and telling them that they were. Ugh. I feel horrible. :(

_________________Man, fork the gender card, imma come at you with the whole damned gender deck. - Olives Did you ever think that, like, YOU are a sexy costume FOR a diva cup? - solipsistnationblog!FB!

missdelaney: Big hugs to you!! I can imagine the felt like it came out of nowhere! I hope you can find some ways to treat yo'self, because you rock.

annabazoo: That dream sounds heartbreaking. I'm so sorry you had it. I hate being late and confused for things, too, but I htink all you can do is shake it off and try to do better next time. I spend a lot of time beating myself up about things, and it doesn't benefit anyway.

choirqueer: You are the biggest sweetheart ever. I wouldn't have known that either. I am sorry that you are feeling this way. I think all you can do is let people know; I know that they know your intentions were good.

_________________I would eat Dr. Cow pocket cheese in a second. I would eat it if you hid it under your hat, or in your backpack, but not if it was in your shoe. That's where I draw the line. -allularpunk

Spelt flour doesn't usually seriously affect g/f people unless they are full-on celiac. I'm sure they are fine! We had an incident at a vegan bake sale a few years ago where someone got sick off some errant dairy in one of the goods. They did get sick, but were hugely forgiving and we all felt horrible. Don't worry about it--you weren't intentionally trying to feed them gluten!

Yeah, I did try to tell everyone who ate the cookies what exactly was in them, just in case someone might be sensitive to something else, so I think most of the GF people did hear me say that they contained spelt flour, but I did leave them unattended with just a sign that said "vegan and gluten free" for long enough that someone could have eaten some. As far as I know, nobody actually got sick, and obviously it was completely an accident, but I still feel like I should have researched that more carefully and it was my responsibility to know what I was serving people.

_________________Man, fork the gender card, imma come at you with the whole damned gender deck. - Olives Did you ever think that, like, YOU are a sexy costume FOR a diva cup? - solipsistnationblog!FB!

Not a big deal, but I hate when I start crying and can't get myself calmed down, especially at work.

_________________I would eat Dr. Cow pocket cheese in a second. I would eat it if you hid it under your hat, or in your backpack, but not if it was in your shoe. That's where I draw the line. -allularpunk

Yeah, I did try to tell everyone who ate the cookies what exactly was in them, just in case someone might be sensitive to something else, so I think most of the GF people did hear me say that they contained spelt flour, but I did leave them unattended with just a sign that said "vegan and gluten free" for long enough that someone could have eaten some. As far as I know, nobody actually got sick, and obviously it was completely an accident, but I still feel like I should have researched that more carefully and it was my responsibility to know what I was serving people.

You are awesome for baking cookies, and maybe it would be easier to not feel bad if you could take it as a learning experience that next time you'll put out a sign with the ingredients so people can read them? We do that at all our bake sales. Also, the friends I have who are very gluten sensitive generally won't touch cookies unless they know the cookies were definitely made in a dedicated glutenfree oven. So probably the worst thing you did was give people some extra unintended farts.

I just want to say, please be nice to yourself.

_________________My oven is bigger on the inside, and it produces lots of wibbly wobbly, cake wakey... stuff. - The PoopieB.

So this week, we have TELPAS (collecting of writing samples and rating of students who are English Language Learners) and Curriculum Assessments. The schedule is messed up due to assessments, so classes are all switched around. We're still expected to get TELPAS done. We couldn't start until Tuesday and the window closes Wednesday next week! I teach Special Education, who are also mostly ELL. They are also all mostly on a pre-K-2 reading level (7th grade kids).Today, because 8th grade was all testing and only one part of 7th grade was testing (pre-AP), I ended up with the same 7th grade kids for three class periods. I got to teach them Math, Reading and my normal class of English. This is the group that regularly fights, bites, spits, tears stuff up and has temper tantrums. I got to handle 15 of them, by myself, with no aide and when I did call for help from the office, no one came. By that time I had two desks thrown and a book destroyed.Friday I get the 8th grade group, which is thankfully smaller and mostly better behaved. But they're still a pill and a half. 11 + a few others that are not in the prevocational program. I am just wondering who I pissed off to get to have all the difficult kids for half the day both today and Friday.I have a raging headache. And I ate two candy bars for dinner.

_________________~Sweet songs the youth, the wise, the meeting of all wisdom. To believe in the good in man.

Apparently, I broke my knuckle 2 months ago without noticing it. Now I need to have an X-ray to confirm it, and worst case scenario they're going to break my hand again and put me up with a cast. I can't do any work like that - which means I won't get paid - and I am not allowed to play roller derby, which is the worst punishment of all.

I left my forking lights on all day, and now my forking battery is dead in the forking parking lot of my forking office. So I am here waiting for forking AAA. Fork.

I mean, it could have been worse. I could be stuck in some random parking lot or on the side of the road or something. But this is still laaaaaaaaaaaame.

I did that yesterday. It's so foggy (both literally and figuratively) in the mornings that I forgot my lights were on. Luckily I had a coworker on hand to give me a boost, but then I got home and locked my keys in my car. Really, all I could do is laugh because it was a shiitake day (for other reasons) all around.

Finding out the injured dog I helped return to it's owner on Monday is more than likely going to be put to sleep. The owner admitted to the vet that she ignored the injury and it has had it for a while and since hasn't called the vet about the operation even though they were willing to give her a steep discount.